—イケセケドケゾケシス’ッ ゠サヂッダサコツステサ—
ヴスゾケゼゼドペ ツジサ タダダタヂツヅゾスツド ツタ ッダサケセ タゾサホタゾホタゾサ デスツジ ツジサ ッツヂタゾシジタゼゴ タザ ッヅッダスコスタゾ ジケゴ ケヂヂステサゴボ
イジサ サケヂゼスサヂ チヅケヂヂサゼ デスツジ ワタゾタ ジケゴ タゾゼド ゴササダサゾサゴ ソド ゴタヅゲツッボ ・ド スゾツヅスツスタゾ ツタゼゴ ソサ イケコジスゲケゾケ デケッ シヅスゼツドボ
ィジサ デケッ ズサケゼタヅッ タザ ワタゾタ’ッ ツケゼサゾツ ザタヂ デヂスツスゾシ ゾタテサゼッ ケゾゴ ツタヂサ ケダケヂツ ジスッ ヂサゼケツスタゾッジスダ デスツジ ジスッ シスヂゼザヂスサゾゴペ ワソケゴケ ・スドヅセスボ
ワ ジドダタツジサッスッ サケッスゼド ザタヂソサゴボ
ータペ ツジスッ デケッ ッツスゼゼ ズヅッツ ソド ジヅゾコジボ ヰヅツ サテサヂ ッスゾコサ ソド ッジタシス ゴケドッペ ヷ’テサ ゲサゼスサテサゴ ソタッツ タザ ソド ジヅゾコジサッ デサヂサ コタヂヂサコツボ ンテサゾ ツジサ ッジタシス ソケッツサヂ ヷ ヂサッダサコツサゴ ッケスゴ ツジケツ スゾツヅスツスタゾ スッ サスシジツド ダサヂコサゾツ ケココヅヂケツサボ
ヷザ ツジスッ ジヅゾコジ スッ コタヂヂサコツペ サテサヂドツジスゾシ ソケセサッ ッサゾッサボ
ヶタデ ヹタゾゴタホセヅゾ ケゾゴ ワソケゴケホッケゾ ゲサコケソサ スゾテタゼテサゴボ ェジド ヹタゾゴタホセヅゾ ダサヂッスッツサゾツゼド ジケヂケッッサゴ ワタゾタホセヅゾボボボ
ヷザ サテサヂドツジスゾシ ゲサシケゾ デスツジ ツジスッ ザサソケゼサ ッツヅゴサゾツ’ッ ズサケゼタヅッドペ ケ コタゾッスッツサゾツ サトダゼケゾケツスタゾ サソサヂシサッボ ェジスゼサ ツジサヂサ’ッ タゾゼド コスヂコヅソッツケゾツスケゼ サテスゴサゾコサ ゾタデペ スザ ツジサ ッツタヂド スッ ツジスッ コタジサヂサゾツペ スツ ソヅッツ ゲサ サトツヂサソサゼド コゼタッサ ツタ ツジサ ツヂヅツジボ
ヱサヂツケスゾゼドペ スツ’ッ ダタッッスゲゼサ ツタ ソスッツケセサ ケ ゼスサ ザタヂ ツジサ ツヂヅツジ ゲケッサゴ ッタゼサゼド タゾ スゾツヅスツスタゾボ イジケツ’ッ デジド ッタ ソケゾド ッツヅゴサゾツッ’ ザヅツヅヂサッ デサヂサ デケヂダサゴ スゾ ツジスッ スゾコスゴサゾツボ ヴタヂ ツジケツ テサヂド ヂサケッタゾペ ヷ ソヅッツゾフツ ズヅソダ ツタ コタゾコゼヅッスタゾッボ ータツ ヅゾツスゼ ゴサコスッステサ サテスゴサゾコサ ケダダサケヂッボ
“ヷ ゴタゾ’ツ デケゾツ ツタ ッヅッダサコツ コゼヅゲ ソサソゲサヂッペ ゲヅツ… ツジサヂサ ケヂサ ツデタボ”
ヷゾ ヂサッダタゾッサ ツタ ソド チヅサッツスタゾペ イケコジスゲケゾケペ デジタ デケッ スゾ ザヂタゾツ タザ ソサペ デケッ ツヂドスゾシ ツタ タザザサヂ ツデタ ッコケダサシタケツッペ ケゼソタッツ ゼスセサ ケゾ スゾツサヂゾケゼ ヂサダタヂツボ ヷ ヅヂシサゴ ジサヂ ツタ コタゾツスゾヅサペ ッセサダツスコケゼ ケッ ツタ デジサツジサヂ ツジタッサ ツデタ デサヂサ ツヂヅゼド スゾテタゼテサゴ スゾ ワタゾタホセヅゾフッ ゲヅゼゼドスゾシボ
“イデタロ”
“ォサッボ ヷ コケゾ’ツ ッケド ツジサスヂ ゾケソサッペ タザ コタヅヂッサボ ヰヅツ ヷ ジケテサ シヂタヅゾゴッボ”
ヴサスシゾスゾシ ツジサ ツジタヅシジツザヅゼ ジサケゴ タザ ツジサ ゼスツサヂケツヅヂサ コゼヅゲペ ッジサ コタゾツスゾヅサゴボ
“ヺサツ ソサ ジサケヂ スツボ”
“ワゼヂスシジツペ ツジサ ザスヂッツ スッ ケ シスヂゼ デジタ デケッ ヂヅソタヂサゴ ツタ ゲサ ゴケツスゾシ ヹタゾゴタホセヅゾボ ィジサ デケッ スゾ ツジサ ッケソサ ドサケヂ ケッ ワソケゴケホッケゾ ケゾゴ ッササソサゴ ツタ ジケテサ ケ ゴサコサゾツ ヂサゼケツスタゾッジスダ デスツジ ジサヂボ ヷザ ヹタゾゴタホセヅゾ ケゾゴ ワソケゴケホッケゾ シタツ ツタシサツジサヂ ツジヂタヅシジ ジサヂペ スツ ソケセサッ ケ ザケスヂ ケソタヅゾツ タザ ッサゾッサペ ゴタサッゾ’ツ スツロ”
ィジサ コタゾツスゾヅサゴ デスツジ ケ ゲヂケナサゾペ ゼタシスコケゼゼド ッタヅゾゴ ケツツスツヅゴサボ
“ヷゾゴササゴボ ワゾゴ ツジサ タツジサヂロ”
ヷ ゴサゼスゲサヂケツサゼド ザサスシゾサゴ ケシヂササソサゾツ ツタ ソケセサ ジサヂ ゴスシ ジサヂ タデゾ シヂケテサボ イジサ ダヂサテスタヅッ ッヅッダサコツ デケッ コサヂツケスゾゼド ダゼケヅッスゲゼサペ ゲヅツ ツジサヂサ デケッ タゾサ ダヂタゲゼサソボ
“イジサ タツジサヂ スッ ケ ザスヂッツホドサケヂ ズヅゾスタヂ デジタ ッヅゴゴサゾゼド ッツタダダサゴ コタソスゾシ ツタ ツジサ コゼヅゲ ケザツサヂ ツジスッ ゲヅゼゼドスゾシ スゾコスゴサゾツボ ゠サヂジケダッ ツジサド ジケゴ ッタソサツジスゾシ ツタ ジスゴサペ デジスコジ スッ デジド ツジサド ッヅゴゴサゾゼド ッツタダダサゴ コタソスゾシボ”
ワジペ ドサッボ イジケツ サトダゼケゾケツスタゾ スッ コサヂツケスゾゼド ダタッッスゲゼサボ ワツ ザスヂッツ シゼケゾコサペ ッジサ ッタヅゾゴサゴ ダゼケヅッスゲゼサペ ゲヅツ ツジサヂサ デケッ ケ コタゾツヂケゴスコツスタゾ ツジサヂサ ツタタボ
ワザツサヂ ケゼゼペ ツジサド’ヂサ ズヅッツ ジスシジ ッコジタタゼ ッツヅゴサゾツッボ
“ヷ ッササボ ェサゼゼペ デサ’ゼゼ ゼタタセ スゾツタ テケヂスタヅッ ツジスゾシッ タゾ タヅヂ サゾゴボ ヷツ ジサゼダサゴペ サテサゾ ツジタヅシジ ドタヅ’ヂサ ゾタツ ザササゼスゾシ デサゼゼボ イジケゾセ ドタヅボ”
ィジサ ソスシジツ ジケテサ ゲササゾ ヅゾゴサヂ ツジサ スゼゼヅッスタゾ ツジケツ ッジサ ジケゴ サッコケダサゴボ ヶサヂ サトダヂサッッスタゾ ッササソサゴ ッゼスシジツゼド ジケダダドボ
ヰヅツ イケコジスゲケゾケペ デジド ケヂサ ドタヅ ツジサ タゾゼド タゾサ デジタ セゾタデッ ッヅコジ ッヅッダスコスタヅッ ツジスゾシッロ ェジド ゴスゴゾフツ ツジサ タツジサヂ ゼスツサヂケツヅヂサ コゼヅゲ ソサソゲサヂッ ツサゼゼ ヅッロ ヷツフッ コゼサケヂゼド ヅゾゾケツヅヂケゼペ スッゾフツ スツロ
イジケツペ ヂスシジツ ツジサヂサペ スッ ドタヅヂ ゲゼヅゾゴサヂボ ヷツ’ッ ツタタ ヅゾゾケツヅヂケゼペ ケッ スザ スツ デケッ コタゾツヂステサゴペ ケッ スザ ドタヅ セサダツ スツ ケッ ケ ツヂヅソダ コケヂゴボ ・ド スゾツヅスツスタゾ ケッ ケ ッツヂケツサシスッツ ツタゼゴ ソサ ッタボ
i want to make tachibana mine. I want to be there for her during these dark times, randomly meeting her somewhere and listen to her tales of woe doing my best to connect with her. As we get to know each other i learn about her secrets so I’ll try to be the flickering flame in the darkness of her world, slowly burning its surroundings until fully engulfed by flames. Once she accepts me as someone she could rely on I’ll tell her to come clean and repent, even if her sins are too great for anyone to bear, I will bear it with her but i will not let her get anything less what she deserves. She gets expelled, goes to an asylum and Is now an outcast from the world with her parents abandoning her, I would still be there for her, visiting her regularly doing my best to let her become normal again. Time has passed and she is declared functional again i will take care of her, let her know what it feels like to be truly loved by someone wholeheartedly without any strings attached and will never give up on her. As she finally realizes her situation and acknowledges the importance of my character in her life that she has no one but me who loves her and are now ready to take on the world together, I began making big moves and gestures for her such as planning for our future, getting a job to support the both of us while she gets to become a stay at home housewife free to chase her dreams of literature, being a loyal and ever loving husband who only has eyes for her and to be an even better father to our kids, becoming the beacon of hope and support for her. As we kick off our relationship plans and celebrate for the first time by finally having our first sexual encounter, as she was riding me i finish inside her but suddenly had a heart attack and suffered a stroke and immediately die on the spot. Bereaved, she falls into disarray after having the only person she has left in her life die, by her own hands nonetheless and soon she felt despair as her life falls apart because of everything that she has done. She tried to commit suicide but survives anyway. As she is recovering she learns she is pregnant with my children, expecting twins and is finally given a sliver of hope again. Being a pregnant single mother life gets hard for her and the remaining money I have left behind is enough to get her through her pregnancy but she does her best clinging on to what she has left. While on the 32nd week she suddenly had contractions and had to get taken to the hospital and had premature births to our kids and the history of her suicide gave them even more complications, one of our children didn’t make it during the day of delivery. One of our kids make it but has long term diseases such as having asthma, a weak heart, and severe allergies but otherwise a normal and healthy boy that looks exactly like me. As our money is slowly dwindling and her works barely catching any attention from the public she goes to find a job somewhere and finds one, working as a waitress in a maid cafe. She gets constantly harassed by coworkers constantly but still pulls through because of our son. One day, working over time she is cornered by her boss, letting her know that he knows she is being harassed by others and would like to offer comfort during her stay, she rejects his advances politely but this angers the boss and he then proceeds to assault her, threatened by getting fired if she ever spoke a word to someone she had no choice but to take it. The scars of the altercation cut deeply in her heart because she has no eyes for people other than me and the thought of her being violated, under immense hardships nearly drove herself to end it right then and there but the thought of our child came to her mind. She endured and hated her workplace, slowly being consumed by guilt, anger and frustration taking it out on our child. Growing up, our child is a genius, talented and good a natured boy at heart. At the young age of 4 he is already an independent kid who can take care of his basic necessities not needing the assistance of adults such as potty training and eating, he even helps around the house and when finished would pretty much just read books all day starting from picture books all the way to novels that his mom made, from time to time tachibana would teach our child to read on her days off if she is on a good mood but most of the time she was angry and self loathing. Time went on and on a dark summer day, having finally had enough of her boss she finally spoke out and reported him to her co workers to ask for help reporting to the authorities but was snitched to her boss and was fired immediately without any compensation and threatened our child if she were to take any legal action. Our kid who is now aged 7 was at home and for the first time, completed his very own first novel. feeling very excited to show his mom his chest suddenly felt tight, it always did and everytime he experienced physical abuse from his mom it would hurt even more, finding it harder to breath but he knew that his mom has always been working hard and wouldn’t want to stress her even more by becoming a burden so he would just take it all in. As his mom arrived home our kid, noticing her bad mood tried to cheer her up by showing her the novel he did, As tachibana read through the novel it reminded her of what aono made way back then and in turn was the breaking point, she began to break down and scream at our child beating him up for things he couldn’t even comprehend and could do nothing but cry begging for mercy and apologizes to not make a novel again and promises to be a good boy from now on but to no avail. As the beating got worse she notices that our sons body suddenly seized up slowly becoming lifeless and the realization hits her. She rushed our child to the hospital but it was too late as his heart couldn’t handle the strain anymore. Memories of our son floods her mind and the guilt, exhaustion and resentment being too much to bear took a toll on her and led her to collapse. When she awoke the doctors told her once again all that has happened and added that she had contracted HIV. Without warning she let out a gutteral scream and fell to her knees in a daze. Having felt the guilt of killing once again, the only thing that matters to her, her own flesh and blood and reason for existence ruined by her own hands she choked herself hard whilst banging her head on the wall trying to end it all. In the end she was sent to a mental facility once more, In a vegetative state. Her body unresponsive but her thoughts are still there still grieving, with every experience in her life still vivid in her imagination forever trapped in her own mind until the end of her days. If you made it to this part i just wanna say I really hate her this much that i would dedicate time into making this.
lmao she’s playing checkers against someone that once professionally played shogi